Arrived in Havana and immediately went right to the pool house we had stayed at last trip
Brown Bikini/Yaisi and BTG kept us both smiling.
That night, we hooked up w/Thumbalina and the 5 of us had dinner at El Ajibe
Next morning, it was off to get the camper, the groceries and the girls to go to Maria La Gorda The camper wasn’t even out of Havana before Sandman and I were eyeing the girls and checking out the sleeping arrangements. BTG and I settled into the rear bedroom while Sandman and Puffers used the kitchen table… what better place to Dine At The Y, right Sandy?

Why do we call her Puffers?

Photo: Annie
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As usual, BTG was asking about the Vigel as we got her undressed. “I have something new for you today, me amore - Viva Gel.” “Oh?...OK!” she said, as I began rubbing it along her freshly shorn snatch. “Que Rico!” she exclaimed. In addition to creating more intense orgasms, I was told that Vigel immediately stimulates the clit and labia, creating a warm tingling sensation. Sure enough, BTG purred right into high gear with that stuff.

Photo: BTG
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One thing about fucking on the road in Cuba – the pavement is less than perfect so our road action proved rather bumpy. After a tumultuous DATY, we rotated into a standard BBBJ with her kneeling over my knob. Sure enough, bumpy roads, her teeth and my shlong DON’T mix very well (ouch…ouch…ouch) Even after our driver was given strict instructions to drive “suave”, the BBBJ was scary. “Once bitten, twice shy”. Then I remembered making out with Kerry on the bus floor during highschool. We quickly discovered that laying on our sides provided a much better platform for DFK, as our heads bobbed up and down together in unison. With BTG on her side, her silky lips flowed up and down my shaft painlessly. “Whew – that’s a relief” I thought as our session ensued.

With no generator aboard, our 110 volt roofmounted A/C unit only worked when we parked and plugged in, so the coach area could get a bit hot and steamy while we engaged in mattress marathons. Within 5 minutes of missionary position with BTG, we both were sweating bullets. A natural lubricant, sweat and sex together beats the helloutta sex “American style”. I got pretty overheated atop of her so I sat up and kneeled in front of her to get some air. With those big fluffy titties swaying and jiggling to the rythyhm of the road, it was all I could do to hold off on splooging. We stayed at it for quite a few kilometers before reaching the town of Pinar Del Rio. With the four of us banging away at it like squirrels in heat, the fucking van was rocking and rolling to beat the band, making our gals nervous. Rather than risk getting them into any trouble, I responded to her request of “Senor - Finish PLEASE” by spewing more hot body fluids onto her already sweat-drenched torso.

Photo: BTG
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We were already through the little town of Pinar Del Rio, a mecca for cigar lovers, before BTG and I showered up and returned to the forward area of the van. "I can't be fucking on the way back if I'm to see my beloved Pinar Del Rio, Ok my dear?"... She merely kissed me and raised her eyebrows...

Sandman and I agreed that our first session in an RV while on the road was pretty damn good. “Looks like the rest of the trip will be easyriding from here”. Within a couple of hours, we arrived at our beach resort eager to set up camp and get back on the sheets with some of cuba’s finest. “The Cuban Condition” was about to rear it’s ugly head and try to foil our best laid plans. The security guard informed us that our 3 cuban guests would not be permitted to sleep in the van while we were parked on resort property. We needed to be on resort property to get electricity and water for the refrigerator to keep the beer cold (oh…and the food should be cold too). I asked to speak to the manager and was told that it simply wouldn’t be possible for me to stay on campus no matter how big my propina was. (Spanish for tip). We argued for a while, because I really had asked these questions of my travel agent and the manager of the camper rental office, and been told that we could bring guests along. We finally agreed that it would be allright for us to park immediately outside the guardhouse and plug into an outlet there. With that little detail behind us, it was back to business.

With our driver tucked in for the night in the kiddie bunk overtop the front seats, we went at it again. This was our first time to shag with the van parked, and baby – that van was grooving! My new nickname for Sandman is “El Torro” the bull. Goddamn does he ever throw the shocks around when he’s nailing tail. I’m really trying to focus on the finer points of BTG’s snatch, and my friggin head is bobbing around like a Jack-in-the-box. Hahaha pretty damn wild.

After the session, I fired up a DVD on my laptop with Spanish language dubbing and English subtitles and cuddled up with my head on BTG’s pillows. This pic is a little out of context, but you get the idea…

Photo: BTG
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I drifted off to the sounds of the waves washing up on shore combined with the seabreezes whipping through our camper…

HD
It appears from the photos that you and Sandman hit the titty jackpot. Best of both worlds, BTG's gravity defying DD cup and a perfectly formed set of rock hard puffies. I have to find that girl with the puffies on my next trip, those are truly outstanding.

I don't know Don G, I know Sandman. And I would prefer to be known as "El Gran Matador". Ruler of the ring/room. For doesn't the "toro" get killed about 99% of the time! (grin)

Just thinking about you, Sandman!

sf4dfish

SF-hey, thanks buddy. Glad someone is watching my back

Sman
I might know how you could get in touch with Puffers. And she's a pretty damn good session too. (Just try not to think about what I did all over those porcelin breasts)
HD

HD
God damn, I know what your trying to do. Now when I am sucking on Annie's titties I am going to have to keep thinking to myself over and over, no splooge...no splooge...no splooge

Great story. Wow. Sounds like quite an adventure. I'm positive I'll be making the trek to Cuba sometime this year. UWPhoto and I are planning a visit for this year.

Sandman and HD....you guys are what I call adventurers. I love it. Keep up the good posts. You both are a credit to Club Hombre and the hobby community.

Life is good.